Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Long Sijue suddenly felt awfully frustrated, as if there was a weight on his chest that was suffocating him. He wanted to smoke very badly.
He reached into his pocket, touched his cigarette box and wanted to take one out. But he then realized that he was in a ward; a no-smoking area. He immediately stood up and left the ward.
Su Qianxun heard the door open and close. She bit her lip gently and felt as if she could barely breathe. But she refrained herself from shedding a tear, for she did not want to humiliate herself in front of him again.
Long Sijue left the ward and never came back…
After Su Qianxun was done with the drip, the nurse came to remove the hypodermic needle from her hand. Once the young nurse had left, she was alone in the ward.
The young woman sat up. She drew her knees up into a fetal position. Staring at the empty ward, she suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in her chest No one knew that her greatest fear was being left alone, especially when she was sick or injured…
Back in the day, when she was still living with her family, they would always keep her company whenever she fell sick. Even her autistic younger brother would come over to accompany her despite not saying a word or looking at her…
After the Su family was torn apart, she was left alone. No matter what happens, no matter how rough and cruel life was, no matter how terrified she was, all she could do was to brave all the problems that she encountered alone.
Su Qianxun suddenly did not feel like being alone anymore. She needed company!
…..
By the time Su Qianxun got home, it was already one in the morning. Aunt Zhang put on a cardigan and went to the living room. She was shocked when she saw Su Qianxun. Seeing the wound on her forehead, Aunt Zhang quickly pulled her over and sat her down on the couch. She asked anxiously, “What’s going on? Why are you injured?”
“Shh, keep it down. Don’t wake Jiye up. Take a look at this!” Su Qianxun put the briefcase that contained the money onto the coffee table and opened it.
Aunt Zhang was dumbstruck. When she recovered from the shock, the first thing she did was to lock the apartment door. She was afraid that someone would suddenly barge in and snatch the money from them.
“Young mistress, how did you get so much money? Did you get injured because of this?” Aunt Zhang gazed at her worriedly.
“It’s only an external injury. It’s minor… I will bring the money to that man tomorrow morning,” Su Qianxun said.
“Young mistress, you’ve been through a lot…”
Aunt Zhang’s voice slowly dissolved into whimpers. Her heart ached for Su Qianxun. She knew that even though growing up, the young woman had not encountered many difficulties, she had suffered a lot for the past two years.
‘The members of the Su family are very kind-hearted, but why did awful things happen to you guys? The late Mister Su was compassionate and generous. If it weren’t for his kindness, he would not have adopted Su Manni and Su Qingyun, those two orphans.”
“Not at all, I’m very glad to be able to protect Jiye!” Su Qianxun smiled cheerfully. However, she still felt a weight on her chest, just like when she left the hospital.
She was thinking about Long Sijue and how the man must be thinking even less of her now.
Su Qianxun pursed her lips tightly. The young woman herself did not even realize how much she cared about what Long Sijue thought of her nowadays. Dejected, she told Aunt Zhang to get some rest and returned to her own room.
The young woman laid in her bed. The pain in her chest kept her awake. When she slowly dozed off, a pair of large hands held her. The next thing she knew, her body was pressed against a sturdy, warm chest…
Su Qianxun was startled. She opened her eyes instantly and turned around—only to see a pair of familiar black eyes. It was Long Sijue. She gasped and asked in disbelief, “Why are you here?”
